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Weeks 32-35 Update

Ugh, I am exhausted.  There’s no if’s, and’s or but’s about it.  Less than 5 weeks to go until my due date and I’m at the point of “I’m ready to be done with being pregnant and move onto holding my little girl or guy in my arms”.  I don’t remember feeling this sluggish last time around, but I also didn’t have a super energetic 2 year old that thinks his Momma is a superhero either to chase.  All I know is I’m large and in charge and feel like a beached whale most days.  Please play me the world’s tiniest violin now.

Baby Mason Part Deux is now the size of a honeydew melon and is 18 inches long and weighs approximately 5.25 pounds.   If only my stomach was merely the size of a little melon, instead it resembles more of a small beach ball, but way less fun and colorful and definitely more veiny and shiny from my skin reaching its breaking point.

My energy levels are definitely waning as is my desire to do anything of a physical nature…like, run, has gone down the pooper.  But I’ve still been doing it, more like a chore than a want.  I’m afraid if I quit doing anything (even going on a walk on the treadmill) that my body will just totally wave the white flag to me.  At least when I’m staying active I retain some energy, keep my ankles from getting puffy, sleep better, have less back pain, and can take a daily (although sometimes it’s more like every other day) constitutional **if you know what I mean**.

Here’s what I’ve been looking like the past few weeks.  Grow belly, grow!
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Here’s to hoping that the next 5 (or hopefully less) weeks go by really fast so we can get to hold our newest little guy or gal soon!

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33 Weeks

This may just be a brief entry since I am once again late with posting (what’s new?), but wanted to slop out some sort of jumble of paragraphs for the viewing pleasure of my friends and family.

I am now a shade over 33 weeks pregnant, meaning that Baby Mason is now approximately weighing in at a whopping 4 pounds and measures approximately 17 inches in length.   There is, essentially, a pineapple bambino brewing in there.  Which just so happens to be one of my favorite fruits (fresh only, none of that canned high fructose corn syrup malarkey bull caca).

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How I’m Feeling: Fan.Freaking.Tastic.  Oh wait, that’s a lie.  In general, my energy levels continue to remain good.  I have been getting a little more short of breath with daily activites.  Well, not so much “normal” daily activities.  More like the activities that Mike yells at me for doing; i.e. yardwork–weeding, digging out shrubs, laying down mulch.  I have also been getting more clumsy.  Last week, I decided to butt plop in my chair at work and was rewarded with this bad boy.  I am surprised a curse word didn’t leave my lips (that’s not professional), but I was pretty convinced that I had broken skin.  Obviously not, just a bruise, but who bruises themselves by missing the chair and instead sitting down onto a rigid, metal armrest with their full body weight?  Only me.

ImageIn other news, my sleep still sucks.  It’s been getting hotter this week outside and I am doing my best not to complain given that this winter was literally the WORST and sucked several donkey hooves.  However, I won’t lie, I am definitely more susceptible to overheating than I ever was and just have to make sure I drink water in gallons (which inevitably results in doing the potty dance every 10 minutes).  In 2 more weeks, I will start going to the OB every week to be checked for my progress.  That will really give this baby story some finality–that it’s definitely real and it’s definitely happening soon.

Weight Gain: Color me super surprised but I am now up to 20 pounds gained.  I definitely can tell that I’ve gained weight especially given that all the yardwork squatting has given me some super sore quadriceps.  Womp womp, big belly problems.

How is Baby: Baby Mason continues to be a super active baby.  Like nonstop running laps and not allowing Mommy to sleep.  He or she also apparently likes when I use my super high pitched annoying voice to say “Baby Mason”, because I immediately get kicked (probably telling me to knock it off) after I say it.  The baby nursery is coming together as well.  Crib, dresser, and glider are all assembled.  I am working on laundering all the blankets, burp cloths, receiving blankets, and outfits that we received at our first shower.  I still feel somewhat behind, but I know I still have some time to get organized.

How is Hubby: Mike has been nothing but a super supportive husband throughout all of this.  I know there have been times and things that he has not enjoyed me dragging him to (cough cough breastfeeding course cough cough), but I feel so much more calm and prepared knowing that he has been by my side.  I know when the day comes for labor that I will be in the best hands and that this baby will have the best Daddy:-)

33 Week (plus 3 days) Belly Shot!

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